Today our baking queen's baking mode is switched on! She prepped breakfast of spam + cheese French toast for everyone.

Also fried wallet eggs.

Later she handmade an assortment of pastas.

Baking to this girl is akin to playing 'masak-masak' and playing with play dough. She spent the entire afternoon in the hot sauna-like kitchen blithely experimenting with shaping the different types of pasta.

Her maiden batch of handmade pasta. She's a very happy camper!

This is supposedly spaghetti but it tasted more like 'pan mee' 😁

It's alright. We still ate it with beef bolognese (not me as I'm not a fan of starchy noodles), which I cooked a big pot, to be used for spaghetti, lasagna, tortilla and anything that goes with it.



MIL boiled lotus root soup as hubs is a soup guzzler.

After craving for kuih for almost a month, hubs finally ordered a kuih platter online from Baba Beng to satisfy my craving. I am over the moon! What you see here is just half the platter. Hubs gave the other half portion to his chef.

And threw in a big bonus for me - my favorite 'rough' type kaya, which I heart 💓

Hubs finally satiated his own craving of KFC as well! We've not eaten KFC for aeons. I only ate half a piece. Call me sensitive or a hypochondriac, but each time I indulge in KFC, I'll succumb to sore throat. I discovered that if I eat KFC sans the oily fatty skin, I'll be A-OK. And so all the greasy skin went to hubs 😂

That's our Sunday cheat day, cheating on all things unhealthy before resuming another week of eating home-cooked wholesome food for the next 5-6 days 😄
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